Tonight was the night, I told myself as I drove to Cindy's house. After all my waiting, careful planning and judicious use of my camera phone, my scheme was now ready to come to fruition. As I parked the car in front of her house, I smiled to myself, thinking of how wonderful the night would be, at least for me. Knocking on the door, she answered. I gave myself a moment to gaze at her...5'9", short curly blond hair, hazel eyes, healthy phsyique, small b-cup tits and a nice round ass to complete the picture.
"Well hey, what are you doing here?" she asked me pleasantly, and I shrugged.
"I was in the area, and thought I would drop by and come see you," I replied nonchalantly. My eyes darted around her body, in anticipation of what was to come.
"Well don't just stand there, come in!" she said happily and I stepped into her house. Walking over to the couch, I sat down on it and relaxed, lazily draped upon it. Cindy came into the room and gave me a smile as she leaned against the wall.
"Would you like something to drink?" she asked in a sweet voice, and I shook my head.
"No, but you can take your clothes off for me," I replied casually, returning her smile with one of my own. She looked confused for a moment, her grin disappearing as she stood up straight.
"What? No, I'm not going to do that," she said, a frown creasing her forehead as she looked back at me. I continued to smile at her.
"Sure you are," I said simply. She stared at me for a moment.
"And why would I do that?" she asked, her hips now on her hips. I leaned back for a minute, adjusting my dick in my pants, which was already starting to get hard at the thought of her naked and doing my sexual bidding.
"Because of this," I stated as I pulled out my phone and played the video of her taking company money out of the cash box. At first, she didn't realize what the video was until I played it a second time. Then her eyes got wide, and became full of fear and she rushed towards the couch, falling on her knees in front of me.
"Oh please, don't do that! I'll do anything, just don't do that!" she exclaimed and I could see the tears forming in her eyes. I smiled down at her, knowing that I had her now.
"Ok, but let's start with you in only your panties and sucking on my dick...how does that sound?" I asked with an aloof demeanor. She said nothing, only nodded as she wiped a tear away, stood up and began undoing the buttons on her shirt. As I watched her shirt slip off her shoulders, I undid my zipper and reached into my boxers and pulled out my dick. I began to stroke it as she undid her pants and slid those down her legs, eyeing her semi-naked form lecherously. She looked at my cock for a moment, one eyebrow raising and I smiled again as I continued to stroke it to a full erection.
She stood there for a moment hesitantly, and I motioned for her to remove her bra. With a sigh, she reached behind herself and undid the clasps and let the shoulder straps slip off her arms. Her small breasts revealed to me, with their small brown nipples, she walked back over to me and knelt between my legs. I let go of my dick and she grabbed it, giving it a couple of strokes before leaning in and putting it in her mouth. Her wet lips wrapped around it and I grunted my approval as she slowly swallowed the full length a little at a time.
As her mouth moved up and down my rigid shaft, I reached around her and began to massage her tiny b-cup tits, the left one first, then the right. I pinched and rolled the nipples between my fingers playfully as my other hand rested on the back of her head. She looked up at me for a second with hazel eyes through her blond bangs before concentrating on her blowjob once more, and I found myself amazed at the skill she was exhibiting.
I could feel my testes begin their telltale signal that I would soon be cumming as her lips and tongue stroked my hard cock. I thought about saying something, but decided against it as I watched her blow me with skill and grace. Her eyes would look up at me now and then, and I could tell that she was waiting for some clue that I was going to cum. But I would disappoint her in her quest to prevent my semen from entering her mouth when my hand suddenly prevented her from withdrawing my cock completely from her mouth. My ejaculation was sudden, and rope after hot, sticky rope of cum splattered the inside of her mouth.
She tried to swallow it all and if I had warned her, she may have gotten a chance. But instead, she was taken off guard and gave some muffled coughs that flecked her lips with spittle and semen, and a small rivulet of it dribbled from the left corner of her mouth. She soon caught up, however, and when my orgasm subsided, I finally released her head. She promptly popped my cock out of her mouth and sat up, giving me an accusing look.
"What the hell was that?" she blurted angrily, wiping cum from her lips. "I never wanted to do that!"
"It's not about what you want, remember? It's about what I want," I replied with a shrug and she glared at me.
"Well, you came, so I guess we are done here," she retorted and I smiled and shook my head.
"Nope, not by a long shot, my dear. Why don't you turn around, pull the crotch of your panties over, and stick my cock in that pussy of yours," I replied, almost devilishly. She stood up and shook her head.
"No, I'm not doing that," she said, crossing her arms across her breasts, as if to cover them.
"Yes. You are."
"No, I don't want to. If I don't want to, that's rape, buster," she replied with a smug look on her face. My patience was beginning to wear thin.
"Let me tell you a little something about rape. When you are arrested, and this video becomes evidence, when you get to prison...well, a broken broomstick makes for a far less compassionate sexual partner than my cock. All I am asking for is some of your sweet pussy, with some foreplay thrown in for fun," I stated with a sneer. Her eyes appeared to threaten tears once more, but she gave me no more argument as she turned around and straddled me. Reaching down, she pulled the fabric of her panties to the side and grabbing my cock, she began to rub it against her amazingly wet pussy.
"Just because I have to do this," she started as she slowly began to push my throbbing cock inside of herself, "doesn't mean I have to enjoy it."
"Whatever, that's all up to you. I certainly plan on enjoying it," I replied with finality as my cock sunk deeper and deeper into her. When she had buried the entire length of it within her, she began to bounce up and down on me slowly. My hands on her waist, I helped her move, even as I amazed at the tightness of her mature pussy to her.
"That's what...happens when...you don't have sex...in a long time," she answered, her breathing becoming heavier as time passed. I smiled to myself...'not enjoy it, my ass' I thought. Mentally, she may have been fighting to not enjoy it, but her vagina grew wetter and wetter with each passing moment. I decided to help her betray her own cause, reaching around and massaging her breasts. Touching her nipples was like introducing an electrical current to her body and she began to moan and emit soft whimpers.
Soon enough, she switched from and up and down to shifting her hips back and forth on my crotch, her hands on my knees for support. Removing one hand from her tits, I snaked it around her and between her legs to her clit. Massaging it in small fast circles added fuel to her fire and soon she was fucking me with abandon. I continued stimulating her clit, relishing the feel of her pussy spasming around my cock erratcially. It wasn't long before her vagina grew tighter and with a low but shrill cry, she experienced her first orgasm with me. It was nearly enough to make me want to cum too, but I steadied my breathing and held off as she ground herself into me. When it had subsided, she collapsed back into me, and I gave her some gentle kisses on the neck and shoulders.
"See, that wasn't so bad, now was it?" I asked cheerfully, and she shook her head slightly.
"No..." was all she said, almost hesitantly as she slid off my lap and onto the couch next to me. I watched her for a moment as she tried to calm her breathing, draping herself across the couch.